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Dear Liz, I think Jeremiah flirted with me today. Okay, okay, fine, I’ll tell you what happened, but only if you promise not to laugh—he called me Captain. God. Why would I think that was flirting? That’s ridiculous. Forget I said anything. I love you and I miss you, and I’m a dumb fuck. Love, Ben PS I know you’re laughing.